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Chapter 187 Recognition

"Don't try to trick me. The Lingshuai lives in the Heavenly Spirit Realm. Since he is the leader of the earth rankings, how can he be called the Lingshuai?" Lin Chuan stared at Boss Lei with his eyes fixed on him.

Boss Lei's eyes were calm, even showing a trace of disdain, and his voice was hoarse but proud: "Young Master must not be from Central Continent, or he may have been away from here for a long time. The people on the Earth Ranking are all extraordinary disciples. Lei Lingshuai's combat power is on par with the average Heavenly One." Compared with the spiritual realm, it is only stronger but not weaker." Juqu Pavilion

His uncle's strength was indeed strong. He was the only spiritual general who survived the battle at Shenxi Cliff. But to say he was stronger than a spiritual master in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, Lin Chuan thought it was a bit ridiculous. He was probably bragging.

"Oh? There are people like this. I would like to meet them. I wonder if Boss Lei can help them?" Lin Chuan put his face close to Boss Lei, his eyes pure and sincere.

"Uh... but... yes, I... I will personally introduce you to the young master." Boss Lei was a little unbelievable. Hearing his description, he actually dared to make such a request. However, it doesn't matter if he failed or he failed, he could explain to the master.

"Ha! It's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. Let him come here to see me, tell him, let him bring spicy juice, and I will treat him to eat southern carp!"

"Oh, by the way, is the injury on the girl's forehead serious?" Lin Chuan suddenly had murderous intent in his eyes, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"No...no, I just temporarily blocked her consciousness. It won't take long for her to recover. It's no big deal..."

"very good."

Lin Chuan patted Boss Lei on the shoulder and signaled to Murong Longyue.

"Let him go."

Boss Lei was a little confused, what spicy juice? What Nanli? He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, ignored it for now, and ran away first.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir... uh..."

Murong Longyue untied him and reattached his leg bones. The method was a bit rough. After finishing, he whispered in his ear: "I remember your scent..."

Boss Lei's body suddenly trembled, and he rolled and crawled to the ground to escape towards Thousand Machines City.

Under the tree, Lin Chuan touched Lan Yin'er's forehead with the back of his hand, and then touched his own forehead, which felt a little hot.

"Sir, do we really have to wait here for that person?" Murong Longyue asked.

"Otherwise, didn't we already agree? Go and fetch me some water," Lin Chuan ordered.

"That man is a strong man who can compete with the Heavenly Spirit Realm. If he really comes here, you and I will not be his enemies. You have to think clearly! Don't die here..." Murong Longyue saw. Lin Chuan didn't seem to be joking and suddenly became anxious.

"Don't worry, I have my own solution. Don't act rashly then, just stand behind me. Go get water quickly!" Lin Chuan spoke calmly and urged again.

In desperation, Murong Longyue had no choice but to stamp her feet and leave, chattering endlessly.

"You really treat me like a girl. If you pretend like this right now, it will be too late to escape. If you want to go crazy, I will accompany you to go crazy. If you want to die, I will not accompany you!"

Murong Longyue drifted for five miles before she found a stream. She was holding a water ladle and was about to scoop out water when her movements suddenly stopped. Looking at the reflection in the water, she couldn't help but feel melancholy.

Her appearance had quite a history. She had seen most of the beauties in the world, and she loved Hua Ran's coquettishness the most, and the most infatuated She Yue's pure beauty. She had imagined that she could have the looks of both of them at the same time.

The demon first took form, and the appearance came from the heart. To a certain extent, Murong Longyue realized her wish, pure and charming, demon and clean.

"I wonder why he doesn't have feelings for me. It turns out that he already has his heart. Ha, stupid man! That girl can only give you one happiness, but I can give you two... stupid!"

Murong Longyue threw the water ladle into the water, and the water mirror shattered, causing ripples.



After waiting for a long time, Murong Longyue did not return. Lin Chuan was vaguely worried, worried that she might not happen to bump into Boss Lei who was returning.

Depending on my uncle's temperament, I might just kill him.

Lin Chuan was about to carry Lan Yin'er on his back to find Murong Longyue, when his ears twitched and he suddenly heard a strange noise behind him.

I thought to myself that this girl is back. Could it be that she went to Qianji City to get water and it took so long.

"Come back..." Before I could say "I'm here", I suddenly felt like a light on my back. It was really like a light on my back.

A cold chill swept through his whole body, and the place where he was stabbed on his back was his heart.

Feeling the strong pressure, Lin Chuan's breathing rhythm was disrupted. He was unable to fight back within one foot, just like the spiritual realm of a spiritual master in the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

"uncle."

Lin Chuan spoke, his voice trembling.

As soon as this sound came out, the threat behind him disappeared. Lin Chuan regained control of his body and turned to look at the person coming.

The person who came was wearing a black silk dress, his brows were full of unruliness, his eyes were blank, and his mustache was trembling slightly. Who else could he be if he wasn't Lin Xichun?

"You...are...no...who are you!" Lin Xichun had already looked at Lin Chuan in the dark when he came. He was really unsure before he stepped forward and prepared to find out. When he was about to ask, who said Lin Chuan?

Chuan spoke first.

Lin Chuan's voice is very familiar to him. Now that he has grown up like this, his voice should be like this. However, his appearance is slightly different. His facial features are similar, but his face seems to have changed. It used to be quite round, and his jaw is wider, just like him.

, but now it has sharp edges and corners, looking more masculine than him.

"I am Achuan, uncle!" Lin Chuan pointed to his face and continued: "My face was destroyed. This is the face after repair. It looks a little different, but I am really Achuan!

"

Lin Chuan's voice became more choked up, and tears couldn't stop rolling in his eyes.

Lin Xichun tilted his head. In fact, he was also very anxious in his heart, but his experience told him that he must calm down at this moment, and he tried to control his emotions.

"Achuan still remembers your twentieth birthday. What did I give you?"

"The eyes of a one-eyed ghost owl..." Before Lin Chuan could finish speaking, he was hugged by a bear from Lin Xichun, making him breathless.

"Ah Chuan! Ah Chuan! My good nephew, I finally found you! Ah! God has eyes! God has eyes! I, Lin Xichun, have relatives again! Ah!"

Lin Xichun raised his head to the sky and screamed excitedly, and kept patting Lin Chuan on the back, almost causing internal injuries to Lin Chuan.

It took a long time for the two to separate. Lin Chuan felt that his bones were almost deformed by his uncle, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Lin Chuan briefly told him what happened five years ago, and Lin Xichun also talked about it with him.

It was true that Lin Xichun and other Jianghu people came to the rescue that day, but they were defeated by Hu Duo, a monster with natural supernatural power.

Lin Chuan's body was not found, but Lin Xichun still had a glimmer of hope.

Lin Chuan later told that he drifted with the river to the northeastern valley, where he was rescued by Gai Ying, and it took him five years to regain his memory.

The two embraced each other again and both cried with joy.

Or seeing the two people expressing their affection, Murong Longyue who was hiding in the dense forest and Boss Lei who was squatting in the grass walked out at the same time.

"Hey, this girl is my nephew's wife, right? Ah Chuan has good taste!" Lin Xichun let go of Lin Chuan and pointed at Murong Longyue.

"She is..." Lin Chuan was about to explain when he was interrupted by Lin Xichun.

"Hey! So what if they are from different races! As long as they are sincere in love, we can get married. My Lin family doesn't have that kind of prejudice!" Lin Xichun scolded with a displeased look on his face.

Lin Chuan rolled his eyes when he heard this, but Murong Longyue rarely blushed.

"She and I..."

"Oh my, let's kill first and then show off? It doesn't matter! Pick an auspicious day and my uncle will officiate your wedding! Don't do it for this..."

"Uncle! Can you please listen to what I have to say!" Lin Chuan yelled angrily.

Lin Xichun was startled by this, then nodded.

"She is my ghost servant, not the kind of relationship you mentioned." Lin Chuan explained quickly, fearing that Lin Xichun would interrupt him again.

"Ghost? It's rare..." Lin Xichun pondered for a long time, then mysteriously whispered into Lin Chuan's ear: "This girl is not of my race, so you should take it easy and don't play with fire and burn yourself."

Lin Chuan couldn't laugh or cry, and was too lazy to explain anymore. Only when he saw Boss Lei behind Lin Xichun did Lin Chuan remember to ask Lan Yin'er.

The bonfire was blazing, and Lin Chuan and Lin Xichun sat cross-legged opposite each other.

"What's your relationship with this little succubus?" Lin Xichun asked without answering, glancing at Lan Yin'er who was still sleeping.

"She saved my life and is considered a close friend of life and death." Lin Chuan said with great seriousness, for fear that Lin Xichun would hurt Lan Yin'er.

"Oh, that's it." Lin Xichun's eyes rolled, not knowing what he was thinking.

"At the last Central Continent Summit, I saw that she had close contact with you. I guessed that if you were still alive, you would meet her again, so I thought of a plan to capture her and then interrogated her about your whereabouts."

Lin Chuan felt that this answer was acceptable to him, and he was quite touched. It turned out that his uncle had always been thinking about him and had never given up searching for him.

Lin Chuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and continued to ask: "Uncle, I have another question: why are there so many monsters in Qianji City, and they don't shy away from people."

"You don't know anything about this, let me listen to my uncle's detailed explanation. Since the advent of the Heaven and Earth List, Lu and Zhao have talked with the Four Emperors many times, and finally decided to choose the best among the eight wastelands to enter Central Continent, except for the Ghost Territory."

At this point, Lin Xichun glanced at Murong Longyue with his peripheral vision, and saw that Murong Longyue didn't make any move, and then continued: "In addition, Qihuang also has the opportunity to participate in the competition for the Heaven and Earth Ranking."

"What kind of magic power does this Heaven and Earth Ranking have? Why does it make all living beings crazy about it?" Lin Chuan was really confused. If it was just for that reward, it was really unnecessary. I had heard Zhong Lai's statement before, and it seemed that it was to fight against the demons.

Somewhat nonsense.

"Well, there are different opinions at the moment. Some people say that the two elders want to encourage spiritual masters to practice, some say that the two elders want to finish the job and gain fame, and some say that the two elders want to take advantage of the opportunity to gain benefits. These are all fake."

Lin Xichun waved his hand and accepted and said: "The real reason is to protect the Mongolian Spiritual Master. In recent years, the Hong Furnace artifact has frequently appeared in strange forms. It is time to start the furnace. According to the past, the Hong Furnace is divided into two furnaces: heaven and earth, and the heavenly fire burns endlessly.

In the heart, fire from the earth burns spirits in all directions, and no one but the strong can enter. The weak entering it are like adding firewood and fuel, like moths rushing to the flame."
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